Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 471 Cutting Off the Escape Route. (Second Update!)

In a flash, Zheng Que remembered something: he had just been to the underworld!
After entering the underworld, all his missing memories about Le Jingxuan were restored.

In order to improve Xue Shuangzi's cultivation, he also summoned Xue Shuangzi into the underworld once.

Because he obtained a piece of the [Nine Netherworld Treasure] last time, he can now directly see the "Law" in the Underworld.

However, when he summoned Xue Shuangzi into the ground, he did not see any fragments of "Law" on the ghost servant.

Otherwise, he could have obtained a lot of information at that time.

"I was mistaken. There were never any fragments on Xue Shuangzi's body from the beginning!"

"I am the only one who possesses the fragments."

"So after Xue Shuangzi and I separated, I will not lose my memory, but Xue Shuangzi will."

“Under normal circumstances, every target that enters this ‘strange’ place will be given a piece of the fragment.”

"However, Song Jiaoyin, Yan Dong, and others who came in earlier knew how to keep the fragments. Therefore, when Xue Shuangzi and I came in, although there were also twelve of us, we were able to get less than twelve fragments."

"Xue Shuangzi probably just didn't get a fragment."

"But there's another possibility: Xue Shuangzi is an 'evil spirit' and won't be transformed into a 'lawful ghost,' so the fragment didn't choose her..."

Thinking of this, Zheng Que frowned immediately, and without further hesitation, quickly cast the [Spirit Descent Technique].

As he cast his final spell, a layer of light pink mist suddenly rose from the previously deserted street.

The mist was enchanting and bright, carrying a faint fragrance. After it appeared, it seemed to be drawn by magic, transforming into a long bridge of mist that flowed majestically into Zheng Que's body.

Zheng Que closed his eyes slightly, feeling as if he were sinking to the bottom of a cold pool. A chilling aura, accompanied by pink mist, quickly permeated his body. In the blink of an eye, dense, colorful patterns appeared on his skin. These patterns intertwined with each other, like lush roots, climbing up his neck and face.

The next moment, a beautiful head grew out of Zheng Que's left shoulder. It had delicate features, large and bright eyes, and a fierce aura between its brows. It was Xue Shuangzi.

The [Spirit Descent Technique] was successfully cast, and Zheng Que immediately asked, "What happened?"

"You used [Rouge Dew], what kind of opponent did you encounter?"

In this situation, Xue Shuangzi not only used [Rouge Dew], but she was also right next to him!
However, due to this "strange" problem, he hadn't been able to see the other person at all.

Upon hearing this, Xue Shuangzi curiously turned her head around on his left shoulder, looked around, and seeing no sign of Song Jiaoyin and the other two, replied with a puzzled look, "I encountered three female cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage."

“I didn’t like those three female cultivators, so… well, I sparred with them a little.”

"Then a lot more people showed up, and before I could deal with them, you arrived."

Three female Foundation Establishment cultivators?

It's Song Jiaoyin and two others!

Song Jiaoyin and the other two are here now!
However, he can't see it now.

In addition, the battle between Xue Shuangzi and Song Jiaoyin also attracted the attention of the "people" in the market.

In a flash, Zheng Que smiled and, without any hesitation, immediately waved the soul-summoning banner in his hand. The cold and violent soul wind instantly swept towards the surrounding shops with a clear target.

Ping Pong Pong...

In an instant, all the shop doors on the street were quickly closed by the force of the soul wind. The shops that had just been wide open, welcoming guests, now had all their doors and windows shut, leaving no way in or out.

Those "people" in the market can be stripped of their individual parts.

Now that Song Jiaoyin and the other two have been targeted by those "people," once the fragments are extracted, the three of them will lose their corresponding memories.

What he is doing now is cutting off Song Jiaoyin and the other two's escape route. Once the storm has subsided, he will go and collect the fragments of the three of them.

Thinking of this, Zheng Que turned around and strode towards the entrance of the market.

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A light pink mist filled the air, making it impossible for people to distinguish north from south, east from west, or back from east to west.

The subtle fragrance, like a feather, constantly stirs up various thoughts in one's heart, making one's imagination run wild.

Song Jiaoyin stood shoulder to shoulder with her two subordinates, cautiously observing their surroundings and forcibly suppressing the various thoughts that had been aroused within her.

step... step... step...

The footsteps around them grew louder and closer.

Even the ground trembled slightly, signaling the arrival of the vast crowd.

Without the slightest hesitation, Song Jiaoyin immediately made several hand gestures, signaling her two subordinates to follow her and hide in the surrounding shops.

However, in this vast pink mist, they could not find the right direction for a long time, and no matter which way they went, they could not reach any shop.

Fortunately, those chaotic and dense footsteps, once inside the fog, quickly lost their way, just like them. All that could be heard was their shuffling and turning around, and even when they were right in front of them, they couldn't find them at all.

But before Song Jiaoyin could breathe a sigh of relief, the pink mist suddenly began to dissipate, and the speed of dissipation was extremely rapid, with almost no time to buffer.

Song Jiaoyin frowned immediately. Was that "evil spirit" about to give out?
In no time, the pink mist disappeared completely, and the view became clear again, no longer restricted in the slightest.

A large crowd appeared before the three masters and servants. There were men, women, young and old, dressed in different clothes and with different cultivation levels. Their numbers were countless and almost filled the entire field of vision, making it impossible to move.

The moment they saw Song Jiaoyin and the other two, they didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately swarmed over like a flood bursting its banks.

Without hesitation, Song Jiaoyin immediately led the way and fled into a shop not far away.

However, just as the three of them were about to escape into the shop, a chilling gust of wind blew by, and the shop, which had been wide open, suddenly slammed its doors shut.

bang bang bang bang...

Not only that shop, but all the doors of the surrounding shops were slammed shut in the blink of an eye, swept away by the howling, eerie wind.

boom!
Song Jiaoyin kicked the seemingly flimsy wooden door, but the door, which looked like it could be easily broken through, remained completely still, showing no sign of opening.

Her kick felt like she had struck a heavy block of iron.

Tap tap tap tap...

The surrounding crowd quickly closed in, approaching the three of them step by step.

Song Jiaoyin turned her head coldly and ordered her two subordinates indifferently, "Charge out!"

(End of this chapter)